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To face another day
like a storm-tossed sea
I find refuge in the stronghold
that is made of me and thee
When I find I can’t go on
and my life runs dry
I find strength in the friendship
that defines you and I
Battered and torn
like a wind-ravaged sail
I find shelter at your side
as our bond again prevails
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